Page 54 of Born to Scar

I chuckle. Too bad he doesn’t want to play my game this morning. It could have been fun. Cam roars his orgasm. His head flies back; his entire body shakes.

“You did so well,” I praise, standing to go take my shower. “That was fun, guys. You should let me play like that more often,” I sing, leaving them in their post-orgasmic bliss.

Shutting the door, I move to turn the shower on. “I don’t fucking think so,” I hear Jay say on the other side. I didn’t even think to lock it. I rush back to the knob, but they’re already in.

I give them my best smile. “I”—I pause, swallowing—“came back upstairs to take a shower,” I finish, holding my hands up in surrender.

They creep closer, and I keep moving backward, until my back hits the wall. They’re right in front of me, toe to toe.

“It wasn’t my fault; there was something more distracting for me to enjoy,” I say, breathless from their proximity, my chest falling and rising in short bursts.

“Did you like the show, Indy?” Jay asks, his eyes narrowed on me.

“Mhmm. I did,” I say sweetly, making my eyes big and innocent. He runs his tongue over the bottom of his lip, pulling my gaze to follow.

“I think we’re owed one now. What do you think, Cam?”

“I do too, Jay.” My gaze flicks back to theirs.

“What do you mean?”

“Show for a show,” Jay murmurs. “Cam, wash up,” Jay demands.

Cam jumps in the shower I started and hisses.

My mouth drops open, and I scoff. “That’s my shower.”

“Not anymore,” Jay whispers on my neck, pressing open kisses down the column of it.

“Why are your showers so hot?” Cam turns the whole thing off before turning it back on.

“Prepping me for hell. Besides, that’s what you get.”

Cam laughs as Jay pinches my covered nipples, making a moan fall from my lips. Cam pops his head out of the door.

“Don’t you fucking start without me.”

Jay nods, pulling me out of the bathroom, picking me up, and throwing me on the bed.

“Stay,” he commands. “Cam, hurry the fuck up,” he yells through the bathroom door.

Jay’s eyes are burning through me, glittering. Oh…I grin, and he shakes his head. “You liked it,” I whisper. “You liked that I watched you. It turns you on.”

His cock twitches. My eyes dart down, then back up; my eyebrow quirks.

“Yeah…”

I crawl to the edge of the bed, sitting on my knees in front of him. “You know, you can tell me the things you want.” I reach around him to run my fingertips up and down his back. Shivers run through his body.

“It’s new.”

“Let’s explore it.”

As I bring him closer to me by his ass, he smirks. I sit up fully on my knees, pressing my body close to his. My head comes to his chest, and my lips leave a trail across his pecs, peppering him with light, open kisses. He softly moans, dropping his head back.

Cam grunts from the door. “I see things have changed.”

Our heads turn toward him, catching him stroking his cock. I quirk my brow, sucking air between my teeth. “Not at all.” I crawl back to where Jay threw me on the bed. “Now, tell me, my good boys…” I lie back on the pillows. “What is my punishment?”